The fish market in Shuiyun Village was uncommonly deserted.
Li Xiaoer and Liu Xiujie borrowed another horse-drawn cart, placing the bundled-up Li Xinhan and Ma Tao onto it.
Even after taking the elixir, Li Mujin still felt weak, so she could only sit outside the cart, legs crossed, leisurely taking on the role of a guide.
Shen Yi had only ever ridden the donkeys from the Baiyun County Office; suddenly switching to a tall and strong half-demon steed, he wasn't quite used to it yet.
The typically stubborn demon horse was exceptionally docile today, its body even trembling slightly.
Shen Yi glanced at the dark, dried monster blood on his clothes—his mind was not as at ease as he appeared to be.
The words of the river demon before its death surfaced in his mind.
Dragon Consort of the Yangchun River.
It was for this title that it had dared to turn against the Demon-suppression Bureau.
